Title: Covering
Series: Our Mrs. Cobb
Author: Sevangel
Disclaimer: Not mine
Rating: R
FYI: things between these are Willow and River mind talking.
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It's a soft, light thing brushing over her face and River swats it away. It's back after a few seconds and she swats again, this time growling low in her throat. But it doesn't care and once again, it's brushing over her face. She opens one eye to see Jayne propped up on one arm, a huge smirk on his face, while his fingers dangle over her face.
"What's wrong, moony?" Jayne drawls out.
River lifts her heads and bites the finger dangling above her face. "I was sleeping."
"That's fine." Jayne says as he runs his hand down her neck to run over her breasts. "You go on back to sleep and I'll just lie here and play a bit." He pulls the cover off her and raises an eyebrow at the white, virginal nightgown she's wearing. "Makes me feel all kinds of weird seein' you dressed like that, makes ya look 14 or somethin'."
"Simon bought it." River rolls her eyes. "He still believes I am 14."
"Thought you was goin' back to sleep." Jayne comments. "C'mon, moony close them eyes."
River's eyes droop but don't close all the way.
Jayne reaches onto his gun rack for a clean rag. "Well, now, if'n you ain't gonna keep them eyes closed on your own, I'm gonna have to help ya with it."
River starts to ask what he means when he's suddenly lifting her head and wrapping the cloth over her eyes. Her heartbeat accelerates and her mouth goes dry.
"Uh, moony, if'n you're uncomfortable, we don't gotta…" Jayne says, realizing she might feel scared of the whole thing.
"Kiss me." River orders. Her world is black but she's not completely helpless. She's been this way before; blindfolded and unable to do anything to help herself. She feels Jayne's breath above hers and then his mouth is covering her; his tongue pushing past her lips to taste the inside of her mouth. "Mmmmm."
Jayne breaks the kiss after few minutes and pulls back to see a big smile crossing her face. "You okay?"
"Would be better if you touched me." River says, stretching her body.
Jayne runs a finger down her chest, the white cotton of her gown bunching slightly. He drags it down her belly and to the area between her thighs. He dips a finger inside her, the cloth of her nightgown wrapped around the digit. He pumps it a few times until the fabric is soaked with her juices. "Arch them hips, moony." Jayne orders. When she does as he says, he pulls her nightgown up and off her body. "Then I see ya like this, flushed all pink and naked and wet for me and I know you ain't nothin' but a woman."
"Jayne." River whispers.
"Yeah?" Jayne says, looking up to see her biting her lip. "You want the rag off?"
"No." River replies. "I need you to tie my arms down."
"What?" Jayne grunts, her request being the last thing he ever expected. "Why?"
"I need to know that it's not always bad." River whispers. "That being unable to move my arms doesn't always mean I will be hurt."
"Why would ya…..they tied you up, didn't they?" Jayne growls.
"Yes." River answers. "Put a mask over my eyes and tied my hands behind my back. Then they would attack and I would have to try and fight back."
Jayne lifts her head and starts to remove the blindfold.
"No." River protests. "I need you to Jayne. I have to. I don't like being scared. Please?"
Jayne sets her head back down and moves off the bed. He digs through his stuff for a few moments before finding what he'd been looking for. He moves the bed around until River's shoulders are level with the bottom of his weapon rack. "You listenin' to me?"
"Yes." River answers.
"Good." Jayne replies. "You change your mind at anytime, I want ya to say your brother's name and I'll stop, dong ma?"
River giggles. "Why Simon's name?"
"Cause he'd put the damper on any fun we was tryin' to have." Jayne replies. "Put your arms over your head and grab onto that bar."
River does as he orders although her hands shake.
"You really sure bout this?" Jayne asks again.
"Yes." River replies. "Just do it."
Jayne loops his handcuffs round the bar and then cuffs one end to each of her wrists very loosely.
"Why do you have handcuffs?" River questions.
"Stole em." Jayne answers. He stands up and looks down at her, swallowing heavily. She's buck nekkid, skin flushed pink, legs slightly spread, blindfolded and arms cuffed above her head. Gorram, if she ain't the hottest thing he's ever seen. He runs his hand down her arm and chest, circles her belly button before moving down her leg and starting back up the other way.
There's fear clenching her belly; having her hands tied down and being unable to see makes her feel like she's back in the academy. Simon's name is on the tip of her tongue when she feels Jayne's hand run down her arm, instantly yanking her out of the past and into the now. His moves down her right arm, skimming over her breast, down her belly and hip then down her leg. She's alert now but not in the way she was in the academy. Her breaths are coming in pants and her nipples are tight and hard, aching for some kind of touch. She's wet between her legs and the more he caresses her, the wetter she grows. Suddenly, his hands are gone and for a few seconds, she feels nothing. Then she feels something wet lap at her belly button followed by a light nip. Her back arches as she tries to get closer to what she knows to be Jayne's tongue but it's gone.
"Jayne." River whimpers.
He just chuckles.
River's legs shift restlessly, her body waiting on its next caress. She arches again, a groan leaving her mouth when Jayne's teeth clamp down onto her right nipple.
Jayne could tell she was scared; could smell the fear rolling off her. It's somethin' he's grown used to smellin' off people. Never bothered him to smell it off her before but now it does. He knows he can't crowd her, that'll just scare her worse. Instead a caress here, a nip there, and a lick anywhere, just tryin' to push her fear into arousal is how he approaches the situation. After a few minutes, he knows it's workin', her legs spreading open and hungry mewls leavin' her mouth.
"Please, Jayne." River whimpers. "I need to fly, please make me fly."
"You wanna fly, moony?" Jayne moves between her thighs and blows lightly on her cunt.
"Please." River plants her feet flat on the bed, spreads her legs wide, and pushes her aching crouch towards him. "Please, Jayne."
Jayne hands move up River's body to cup her breast while his mouth continues to blow whisper-light breaths on her folds.
Her body feels drawn tight, like a rubber band that's been stretched too far. She wants to snap and fly, wants it so much but Jayne isn't letting her. Instead, he's torturing her in the most wonderful way. "Jaayynee, oh, please, put something inside me." River begs.
Jayne pushes his tongue inside her core and rubs his nose against her clit.
"More." River orders. "Fingers."
Jayne laughs against her cunt; she's so gorram bossy and demandin' and he ruttin' loves it. He moves from between her legs and lies down beside her. "Throw your leg over me." Jayne orders.
River throws her right leg over his hip and braces her left against the wall.
Jayne buries his right hand between her thighs, three fingers pumping deeply inside her. His mouth drops to suck at her breasts, first the left then the right.
She's going to fly; she feels it coming. Her legs are tense, stomach clenched as waves of pleasure wash over her. His thumb pushes hard against her clit and her mouth opens with a wordless cry as he hurls her into an orgasm.
When she stops panting, Jayne reaches up to kiss her. "You okay, moony?"
"Oh, yes." River murmurs.
He takes the blindfold off to find her eyes closed. Grabbing the keys to the cuffs off his weapon rack, he releases River's wrists and then rubs them gently.
River snakes her arms around Jayne and pulls him down on top of her. "Thank you." River playfully peppers kisses over his face. "That was fun."
Jayne doesn't reply; he can't. Right now he's lyin' on top of a naked River almost completely naked himself. His cock is stiff and pushin' against his boxers and don't want nothin' more than to be buried deep inside her.
"My Jayne is all hard." River drawls out, using his accent. "I'm wonderin' if'n maybe he don't need to fly too." She then wraps her naked legs around his hips and rubs herself against his cock.
Jayne's eyes close; even through the fabric of his boxers, he can feel the wetness of her arousal.
"Off." River orders, her feet digging into the waistband of her boxers. "Want them off."
"Moony, that ain't the best idea." Jayne warns. "I ain't got the self control…"
River flips them over until she's on top.
"Gorram, moony." Jayne groans. "That's 10 different kinds of hot."
River smiles down at him and reaches behind her to push his boxers down. Then she lifts herself up, hands planted on his chest, and lowers herself until his rock hard cock slips between her folds. She rocks her hips against his, moaning when his tip rubs against her still sensitive clit.
Jayne grabs her hips to help guide her clumsy and innocent thrusts. "Gotta keep em smooth and slow, moony." Jayne says when she tries to break his grasp.
"Too long." River moans.
"Better this way, moony." Jayne says. "Just gotta trust me."
River stops moving and opens her eyes to look down at him. "I do."
Jayne swallows at the absolute trust filling her face. He rubs his thumbs over her hipbones and continues to guide her movements. He ain't ever done this; had his cock so close to a women's cunt and not been inside. He wants nothin' more than to push inside her but if she were ready for that, she woulda done it.
River arches her back, eyes closed, bottom lip between her teeth, and little moans and mewls escaping her mouth. She's close, so very close to the edge but doesn't fall over. Then Jayne grabs her hips and slams her body down onto his. Her body shudders and undulates against his as a pleasured scream leaves her throat.
Jayne's hands squeeze River's hips and he groans heavily as he comes, squirting against her cunt and legs.
"Mmmm." River murmurs, collapsing against his chest. "I'm sorry I'm not ready yet."
"Don't got nothin' to be sorry for." Jayne replies, his hands tracing circles over her back. "I can wait long as you need me to."
River props herself up on elbows to look down at him with a grin. "Don't worry." She leans down to peck him on the lips. "It won't be much longer."
Um, River, you bout done? Willow tentatively questions. Cause your brother's been pounding on the door for like the last 10 minutes and I think he may have went to go get Mal.
Thanks for covering for me. River replies. I'll be there in a second.
"Moony, you alright?" Jayne asks. "Gorramit, answer me."
"Simon's looking for me." River says. "I have to go."
Jayne rolls his eyes. "Gorram doc needs a ruttin' hobby."
River giggles and drops a kiss on his mouth. "See you at breakfast." She jumps up and pulls her nightgown on over her head. Running over to his small sink, she turns it on and sticks her hair under the running water.
Jayne wrinkles his forehead as he watches her in confusion. "Moony, what're ya doin'?"
"I need a towel." River says, holding her hand out to him.
Jayne spots a clean towel on his dresser and hands it to her.
"Thanks." River says. She turns off the water and wraps the towel around her head. "I just got done taking a shower which is why I was not in my room."
Jayne smirks. "That's pretty gorram sneaky."
"I know." She drops one last kiss on his lips before climbing up the ladder and out of his bunk. She relocks his bunk from the outside and turns around just in time to see Wash leaving the bridge. Their eyes met, his jaw drops, and then she runs down the hall to her room.
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"Gorramit, open the ruttin' door." Mal yells, pounding his fist on River and Willow's door. "Doc, how long was you knockin' for?"
"Ten minutes." Simon answers. He was just coming to check on River and found the door locked. And no matter how hard and long he knocked for, neither one of them would answer.
"Kaylee, you're gonna have to override the locks on their door." Mal says, pounding his fist on the door again. "Gorramit, open the ruttin' door."
"Maybe they're just sleeping." Zoe says.
"Through all this?" Mal replies. "That don't seem right."
"What are we doing?" River questions, smiling when both Mal and Simon squeak and spin around.
"Mei-mei, where have you been?" Simon questions anxiously.
"Shower." River points to the towel on her head.
"Oh." Simon mutters.
"Where's Willow?" Mal asks.
"Meditating." River answers.
"We was knockin' for over 10 minutes." Mal points out.
"She can tune it out." River replies.
"Though it is a little annoying." Willow says as she opens the door. "You should have figured out after the first few minutes that nobody was going to answer."
"I need to change." River states, looking at Simon and Mal who are both still guarding the doorway.
"She wants you to move so she can get into our room." Willow says.
"Kaylee too." River snags the mechanic's wrist, pushes past Mal and Simon into their room, and then slams the door shut behind them.
"Well, guess they don't wanna talk to us no more." Mal says. He slaps Simon on the back as he walks past him. "Don't look so glum, doc, your sis is fine."
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"You can really tune out that much noise?" Kaylee asks Willow.
"Yeah." Willow answers. "But I wasn't meditating."
"What was you doin' then?" Kaylee asks.
"Covering for River." Willow replies.
Kaylee turns around to look at River. "What was you doin'?"
"Jayne." River answers with a grin.
"Oh, did you guys, you know?" Willow squeals, sitting down on her bed.
"Close but not yet." River answers, plopping herself down on to her own bed, a huge, happy grin on her face.
"C'mon, give us details." Kaylee pleads.
"Yeah, we want details." Willow agrees.
"It was…wonderful." River throws the towel off her head and moves over to dig through her clothes. "Jayne is very good with his hands. And mouth. And teeth. And tongue."
Kaylee giggles. "We get it." She says. "Jayne knows what he's doin'."
River slips on a pair of underwear under her nightgown and then pulls the nightgown off. Her thighs are still sticky; partly from Jayne and partly from herself. She picks up the damp towel and uses it to clean herself off. Once that's done, she pulls a dark blue dress over her head.
"Now I miss sex." Kaylee mutters. "Did you, you know?"
"Twice." River turns to grin at them.
"You so suck." Willow throws her pillow at the genius.
River just smirks. "But there is a problem." She says, plopping down on her bed. "Wash saw me leaving Jayne's bunk."
"Oh." Willow mutters.
"What if he's told Zoe already?" Kaylee asks. "She'll tell Mal and then who knows what Mal'll do."
River jumps up off the bed. "We have to go." Then she's running down the halls and to the mess where she knows Jayne and Mal both are. She comes to a complete stop when the entire table turns to look at her. Then she's falling down the steps, Willow and Kaylee both running into her back.
"Oh, my hip." Willow groans. "I'm gonna have a big old bruise."
"Me too." Kaylee agrees. "Right on my knee."
"Me three." River grunts. "And could you two please get off me; breathing is becoming stressed."
Kaylee and Willow both roll off the genius with a groan.
"Mei-mei, are you alright?" Simon runs over to his sister and starts running his hands over her. "You shouldn't run; you only end up hurting yourself."
River smacks Simon's hands away. "I'm fine." She says as she stands up. "You needn't worry so much." She starts over to the empty chair beside Jayne, stopping when she feels Simon behind her like a shadow. "Simon, stop. I'm fine."
Kaylee grabs Simon's hand and guides him back to his chair.
"Simon, you really need to back off a little." Willow says. "You're smothering her."
"I'm not smothering her." Simon argues. "I'm just concerned."
"And in the process, you're smothering her." Willow says.
"I am not." Simon protests.
"Why don't we just solve this the easy way?" Mal says. "Little witch, your brother smotherin' you?"
River looks down at her plate.
"Mei-mei, answer him." Simon prods when she won't answer.
"It's okay, Simon." River whispers.
"Am I smothering you?" Simon asks.
"You gave up everything to get me out." River replies.
"Mei-mei, am I smothering you?" Simon asks again.
River looks down at her plate again. "Sometimes."
Simon sighs heavily and sits back a little in a chair. "Why didn't you say something?"
"I didn't want you to feel bad." River replies. "I still don't."
"Nobody does." Willow says. "You just need to….oh, do you have a hobby?"
River giggles and Jayne can't hide his smirk.
"What?" Willow looks at River. "What's so funny?"
"Nothing." River replies.
"Okay." Willow says before looking at Simon. "So, do you have a hobby?"
"I like to read." Simon answers. "And I enjoy organizing the infirmary."
"Hmmm." Willow mutters. "We'll have to work on finding something you can do besides obsess over River's every move."
"Gorram, I hope so." Jayne mutters under his breath.
"Jayne, you say somethin'?" Mal asks.
"Nope." Jayne replies. "Not a gorram thing."
Wash watches River and Jayne, notices the brief looks they give each other. Then he remembers how worked up Jayne got when River was in her coma. He doesn't know what's going on but he knows it's something.
"River, I hear you was bein' me again." Mal says.
"No." River replies. "I was not you I just….I could feel what you feel, see what you see, and say what you say."
"You felt everythin'?" Mal asks.
River nods.
"That ain't at all good, little witch." Mal replies. "You don't need to be feelin' that kinda stuff."
"It's just pain." River says. "It all just fades away."
"Be that as it may, you can't go feelin' what I feel every time I get hurt." Mal says.
"Captain, what would you like me to do?" River replies. "I can't control it, not yet. I need more time."
"We need more time." Willow adds. "Mal, I don't want her feeling it any more than you do but until she can completely control her gift, she's going to. We're working on it but it's going to take time."
"You keep workin' on it." Mal orders.
"I was planning to." Willow replies.
"Good." Mal says.
"Yeah, good." Willow agrees.
"Well, I'm heading up to the bridge." Wash says. He places a kiss on Zoe's forehead and then leaves the mess.
River watches Wash leave nervously. He's confused and doesn't know what to do. Simon and Mal are not ready to know yet and her and Jayne aren't stable enough for the drama it would bring.
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Wash tosses a plastic palm tree back and forth. He should have told Mal and Zoe as soon as he saw her leave Jayne's bunk. But he didn't. He still remembers the hell Mal put him through after he found out about Zoe. Still remembers how angry Mal made him. He knows what'll happen in Mal finds out; if Jayne's lucky, he'll be off the boat, if he's not, well, River will end up being a widow. Wash doesn't want to be responsible for that. But on the other hand, if Jayne is just using River for sex, he doesn't want to cover for him.
"Can we come in?" River asks, knocking on the doorframe.
Wash spins around to see River, Kaylee, and Willow standing in the doorway. "Yeah."
"He's not using me." River says to Wash. "I wouldn't be with him if he were."
"But it's Jayne." Wash protests. "He's so…Jayne and you're not."
"Wash, he cares about me." River replies. "And I care about him."
"And it's a good thing she's not him." Willow adds, wrinkling her nose. "Cause that'd be weird."
"Are you going to tell?" River quietly asks.
"I don't know." Wash answers honestly. "I don't…I won't lie to Zoe."
"I'm not asking you to." River replies.
"Is Zoe going to ask if you think River and Jayne are having the smoochies?" Willow asks Wash.
"No." Wash answers. "Zoe would never even say the word smoochies."
"So as long as she doesn't ask, you won't be lying." Willow points out.
"That's true." Wash agrees.
"Please, Wash?" Kaylee begs. "River's happy, really happy with Jayne and Mal ain't gonna understand; he'll just do somethin' stupid and violent."
"I won't ask you to lie to Zoe." River says. "I would never ask you to do that. But maybe you could just not bring it up."
Wash sighs. "I won't bring it up." He agrees. "But I also won't lie. She asks, I'll tell."
River squeals happily and throws her arms around Wash in a tight hug.
"What the gorram hell is goin' on here?" Jayne growls from the doorway. "Wash, what the gorram hell do ya think you're doin'?"
Wash gently pushes River away and then holds his hands up in the air. "Nothing is going on." Wash defends. "She was just saying thank you."
River turns around, smiles brightly at Jayne, and then launches herself at him.
Jayne catches River with a grunt, his hands braced under her ass.
River loops her arms around Jayne's neck and her legs around his hips. "Hello." Then she kisses him, her tongue snaking past his lips and into his mouth.
Jayne gives thought to Wash watching but once River's mouth touches his, everything fades away but her.
"Hey, it's not the infirmary." Willow points out to Kaylee.
"Yeah, they're branchin' out." Kaylee agrees.
River breaks the kiss, pecks Jayne on the nose, and jumps down to move back over to Kaylee and Willow.
"Jayne, what're you doin' up here?" Mal says from behind the merc.
"Lookin' for you." Jayne answers. "We need to weapon up?"
"No." Mal answers. "Monty ain't gonna try nothin' and you guys are just droppin' me off anyways."
"Oh." Jayne mutters.
"What are you three doin' up here?" Mal asks suspiciously.
"Um." Kaylee mutters.
"Well.." River says.
Willow sighs heavily. "Girls, the jig is up."
"Jig?" Mal asks. "What jig?"
"It was wrong of us, to try and put Wash in the middle of this." Willow continues. "We should have gone to Mal first."
Jayne starts to inch towards the door, a little afraid about what Mal's going to do.
"We overstepped our bounds." River adds.
"What the gorram hell are you three up to?" Mal growls.
"Me and River wanted to learn how to fly the boat." Willow lies. "And we were going to ask Wash to talk to you but you got up here before we could."
"It was wrong to go behind your back." River says.
"We're bad." Willow adds. "For shame on us." Then she grabs Kaylee and River's hands. "We gotta go."
They're gone before anybody can say a word.
"Them three get stranger everyday." Mal comments. "Wash, don't let them fly my boat, under any circumstances."
"I won't." Wash replies.
"Shiny." Mal says. "Now, how far are we from the pickup spot?"
"Not very." Wash answers.
"I'm headin' down to the bay then." Mal replies.
Zoe stares at her husband for a moment but doesn't say anything. She's trying to get over her issues with Willow, and does actually find the girl to be amusing, but still doesn't trust her. And every time Wash is alone with her, the distrust increases. She squeezes his shoulder before following Mal out of the bridge.
"Why didn't you say somethin'?" Jayne asks Wash once they're alone.
"I already told River I wouldn't say anything unless Zoe asks me first." Wash replies.
"That's why she hugged you?" Jayne sits down in the co-pilot's chair and props his feet up on the console.
"Yep." Wash answers. "I saw her leaving your bunk this morning."
"Oh." Jayne mutters. "Well, then, thanks for not sayin' nothin'."
"I'm not covering for you." Wash says. "River's my friend and I want her to be happy. And for some reason I don't understand, you make her happy. So, unless Zoe asks me, I don't know anything. But, if you're just using her for sex, so help me, I will…."
"I ain't usin' her." Jayne interrupts. His hands run through his hair with a growl as he tries to explain. "I ain't usin' her. She's just somehow gotten under my skin, you know? And I know we shouldn't, hell she's a good 15 years younger than me, but I can't help it. There's just somethin' bout her."
Wash's mouth drops in surprise. Jayne Cobb is falling in love, there's no other explanation. As a man who's been there before, Wash knows exactly what the merc is going through and can't help but pity the man a little. Jayne is in for a rough ride.
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